Memories flood at this Autumnal wonder of nature


Wild geese by M.A.Meddings

Last night I heard those wild geese cry
Winging South on empty sky
And my heart in sadness turned again
To the ancient forests in the rain
Where Nordic bards their spirits sang
On the rolling floes of Northern lands 
And I would go where the Wild geese fly
With my heart once more before I die 





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Written on 2006-10-10 at 17:09

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Angel_in_disguise
it's great work .
2006-10-11


Phyllis J. Rhodes
These words paint a picture of a time, a place and a way of life I long to experience.
2006-10-11


J. E.
Beautiful words, Mike.
2006-10-11



How could any eye
read these lines and still be dry?
2006-10-10


keith nunes
a wondrous piece full of emotion expressed and restrained.
2006-10-10


Rob Graber
Very sad and beautiful.
2006-10-10


Kathy Lockhart
But you will return. won't you? The wild geese do. Mike this is deeply moving. I am left with sadness. I feel lost in its beauty.
2006-10-10